Finnley Felton sells sex.Jennifer Downs is a virgin.With the help of lady luck, the two meet.

Money. Bright lights. Sex.

Jennifer is made an offer: sell her virginity to the highest bidder and transform into one of Finnley's girls. But she finds herself weak for him, and doesn't fully realize what she's agreed to until it's too late.

Will she rise to the challenge and play by the rules in a land where money is king and love is prohibited? Or will she lose herself and values in the attempt?

Weak for him is not considered a "dark" read, but does have unlady-like language, adult subject matter, and s-e-x-ual situations. Weak for Him does not have a cliffhanger. There is resolution but the story does continue on.

My Review:

Weak for Him is a very entertaining, sensual, emotional and additive read that many fans of the genre will enjoy :)

Jennifer has had a dream to move to Vegas for a very long time. Losing both of her parents is just the motivation, or push she needs to make such a HUGE move. She needs to get away from...everything. Too many memories and too much sadness linger within every nook and cranny of her hometown. One roller coaster ride after another. She finds out things about herself and the world around her. Is she really ready for ANY of it? Or did she make a mistake leaving everything she knows behind?

There's a lot more to this story that I refuse to discuss because I do not do spoilers! Just know that right when you think something is going to happen...It doesn't! LOL

This is a great start to a new series. I look forward to what else this author has in store. A 3.5 rounded to a solid 4 rating.

Lacey is quiet and reserved compared to her best friend Becca Fox. They became instant friends when Lacey moved to Maryland nine years ago. Becca helped pull Lacey out of her internal shell to experience life. By high school, Lacey was active in the club scene and would occasionally have to drag Becca with her. One night, Lacey realized she might be able to run from her past with the help of Becca and one steamy Caine Rogers.

Lacey didn't know, until it was too late, how feelings, honesty, heartbreak and life altering events can change a person. Lacey has Becca’s support but will that be enough?

Will Lacey sacrifice her own happiness to do what is expected?

***WARNING***

Appropriate for readers 16 years and up. This novel contains heavy life issues that some might find offensive.

If the decisions you make don’t define you, what price would you pay to change them?

“Close your eyes. This is the darkness I see, I feel, I live because of my choices."

I spent my life running. Running from my past. A past that changed my life, robbed me of my childhood, and bound me for a life of silence. Silence protected me from further hurt. When I couldn't control my life, I found reprieve in my silence. Dark, cold silence. I’m trapped, trying to find my way out, trying to make a stand, trying to finally live; but is it too late?

Lacey Edwards fought emotional turmoil most of her life. She made choices that unknowingly put her through more painstaking heartache. She found bits and pieces of happiness in all the wrong areas except for one. This one gave her hope for a fresh new life full of promises. Could she hold onto it, or would it slip through her fingertips?

***Warning*** Young Adult Edition. Appropriate for audiences 16 years and above. This novel contains heavy life and social issues that some might find difficult or offensive.

Author L.U. Ann moved to Colorado from the Eastern Shore of Maryland with her husband and two children. Life in Colorado is so much different. In Maryland, you would find her in the garden tending to her vegetables and flowers, sea glass and shark tooth hunting once a week, and enjoying the kids swimming in the backyard. Her life took a drastic change when her family moved to their own “Little House on the Prairie" at an elevation of over 6,000 feet above sea level, and a semi-arid climate that makes it hard to grow anything. While barely anything can grow where she resides now, the wildlife makes up for it. Mountain Lions, and coyotes, and rattlesnakes, oh my!

She tries to spend a little time each day writing, but domestic chores around the house usually take precedence. She would much rather hide them from her husband. She tends to her loving four-legged children who at times become much too demanding when she locks herself in the office. This often results in MORE domestic work, and she finds herself cleaning up after their deviant behavior.

At night, you’ll find her begging the kids to go to bed so that she can catch up on the latest book before her sister can. Yes, she is an avid reader who escapes her chaotic but wonderful home to the feisty depths of romance land in search of her newest book boyfriend. Shh, don’t tell her husband!

She is an artist by the grace of God. She worked as a set designer for six years, helping establish a local children's theatre where she was the scenery artist, set, and prop designer. Before that, you would find her covered in paint, so engrossed in painting a mural that time didn't exist. Graphic design is her guilty pleasure.

Special Note From L.U. Ann

I created this Young Adult Edition to reach a wider audience. Lacey is nineteen years old and finishing high school. The issues she faces are the very issues a teenager could be facing right now, some possibly even younger.

This series deals with heavy life issues. Issues that are real. It may not be for everyone, but it's a reality for so many. I hope you take some valuable information away from reading A Destructive Novel series. If anything, please read the resources found in the back of each book.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Parker Beaumont is known for his playboy lifestyle and womanizing ways. After his parent's failed marriage, he vowed never to fall in love. Love destroys people and sometimes they don't recover. Sometimes they don't come back.

I curse as
soon as I see Elizabeth sitting in the waiting room. She obviously
misunderstood my rule: never show up at my office. She's a beautiful woman with
jet black hair, olive skin, surgically enhanced breasts. I curse myself for the
growing hard on I have to deal with now. "What are you doing here?" I
asked as I stroll past her without looking back. I walked around my desk and
sit in the big brown leather chair. I power up my laptop and go about my day
without saying another word to her. Suddenly, I hear her clear her throat from
across the room. As I glance up from my desk, I find her standing in my office
with nothing but a red lace thong and matching bra, which barely covers her
nipples. This has to be a dream! I blink several times to be sure that it’s
not. How the fuck did she do that without me seeing her? I never missed a half
naked woman...ever!

I try to
swallow the huge lump in my throat and then look to the side to ensure the door
was closed before sauntering over to her. I don’t care why she’s here, but I’m
glad that she is.

"Well,
Well, What did I do to deserve this?” I say as I wrap my palm around the back
of her neck and lean in with our lips almost touching. Her breath paused when
she gazed into my eyes, and that sent a surge of desire straight to my cock.
"I believe I asked you a question, miss.” I say it a little harsher than I
mean to, but she knew the rules before we ever hooked up.

She bit her
lip and hesitated a moment longer before finally speaking. "Well, I wanted
to bring you lunch today…”

I watch as
she reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the ground.
My cock strains against my slacks, begging to be released. I see no reason for
more questions; that would come later. Right now there were more pressing items
on my agenda. I grasp her upper arms and push her against the wall, causing a
loud thud to ring through the room. For a moment, I’m worried that I'd hurt
her, but when she moans loudly against my mouth I remember Elizabeth liked
rough sex. I’m okay with that; I don't do gentle. There was only one person
I’ve ever done gentle with, and that was when I slept with Emma last night. Why
am I thinking about Cassie when I have a beautiful woman standing in front of
me right now? I slide my hand into her hair and pull hard enough to give myself
full access to her neck. I kissed a trail from her jaw line, over her bare
shoulder before stopping at her firm breasts.
A low rumble escaped from my throat before taking her pink nipple in my
mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and biting the pink pebble, causing her to writhe
against me. As I slowly trail my hands down her sides, I grab her hips and lift
her to align our bodies and grind into her. I hook my thumb in the small
elastic band of her thong and rip it from her body. Our kisses are frantic by
now, and our bodies are damp with sweat. I slide a finger into her slick folds,
earning a gasp from her pink lips. I slide in and out of her body and circle
her clit with my thumb. I can feel her body clamping down on my fingers. I
continue to slide my fingers in and out of her body, faster and faster, and
just as her release rushed from her body. As her orgasm neared its end, I
pinched her clit hard, which causes her body to shudder. I reach into my back
pocket for a condom and rip the foil with my teeth. I quickly roll it down my
length.

I’m so close
that I almost came just from rolling the condom on. I don’t give her body time
to adjust as I pound into her, hard and deep; in and out at a frantic pace as
if I can't get enough. I went faster and faster until my climax rushed through
me like a wave in the ocean with my cock filling the condom with my warm
release.

I rest my
forehead against hers while I look into her passion hazed eyes, and it suddenly
hit me like a ton of bricks...What did I just do? I just had sex in my office
with a woman who broke the rules. I
can't believe I let my guard down. What's happening to me? Since when did I not abide by my own fucking
rules?

"You
need to leave," I say tersely. I know I’m being an ass, but it is time to
deal with the consequences. She stared at me in disbelief. Then she opened her
mouth to say something, but quickly closed it.

I know my client will be arriving soon. How can
I explain this? How can I tell one of my
wealthiest clients that I just had a quickie in my office?

I place my
hands on the wall on either side of her body, caging her in and closing the
space only mere inches from her face. "You need to leave now. Don't come
back. Don't call. Do you understand the rules now?"

My name is Regina Frame and I live in Alabama with my husband and three dogs. I've always had a love for animals and I work with charities to help raise money for homeless pets. I've been known to carry food in my car and stop on the street to feed an animal. I recently rescued a severely abused dog after trying for two months with no success. He now lives with me and my husband and he is happy and healthy today.

I'm an avid reader of romance and erotica novels, and recently released my own. Saving Chloe is part one of a trilogy which was released September seventeenth. Parker's Past is book two, which was released Nov. 30, 2013. The final book "Family Secrets" will be released early 2014. Thank you for your support, it means the world to me.

When Sarah moved away from her hometown to go to college she thought she was doing it to be with her boyfriend Huck. But when she discovers he's a cheater out to get whatever he wants, she finds herself alone in a new city. Armed with only a few people she can trust, Sarah sets out to carve her place in the world.

Jeremy's life came to a stand still two years ago, but now he's trying to make something of himself. He heads off to college to put his past behind him and start something new. When he meets Sarah he knows he's in for a roller coaster ride. He hasn't felt this way about someone in a long time--he never felt like he'd feel this way, again.

As Sarah and Jeremy get to know each other, she realizes there's something special about him. Something she has never felt before. But there's something he's holding back from her, something he's keeping hidden. Can Sarah find a way to trust someone again, or will Jeremy's past reveal itself? And will she be able to handle it if it does?

Finding You is book 3 of TheBy YouSeries but can be read as a standalone novel.

Sarah's stomach exploded into a jittery mess when she saw Jeremy standing there, giving her that sexy smile. Before she could say anything, he took a step closer and threw his arms around her, pulling her into a tight hug. All at once she felt the hardness of his chest against her cheek, and the sweet smell of his cologne--it smelled expensive, whatever it was.

As their bodies pressed into one another, Sarah's breath slipped away from her. One moment she had been watching Billie, and the next she had found herself in the arms of the guy she'd been thinking about all day. Heat rushed to her face, and she was thankful he couldn't see her.

Get a hold of yourself, you barely even know this guy.

When they pulled away, he still had that beaming smile on his face. And those crystal blue eyes took all of her in--they might have been the most gorgeous eyes she'd ever seen. He was wearing a fitted, black button-up shirt with his hair spiked like it normally was. His jeans were tight, and they were rolled up at the bottom with black shoes to round off the image. The top two buttons of the shirt were undone.

Like for many, life for Kelly didn't really begin until her 30th birthday. That was when she decided she was done with the corporate ladder and was going to start publishing some of her stories to see if people liked them. Fast forward a couple of years, and she's still amazed that she's able to spend her time doing something she's loved doing since she was a little kid.

Most of her free time is spent working in front of the computer at various coffee shops around Houston. But when she's not working on her next book, she's probably sitting in front of the TV with her eyes glued to whatever Netflix show she happens to be obsessed with at the time. Do we really have to wait this long for the next season of Orange Is The New Black?!

Follow her on Twitter, @harper_books, or head over to her Facebook page (http://on.fb.me/1fo0reU) and leave her a message. Her website is currently going through some construction, and will be up and running sometime in February.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Happy Hump Day and welcome to Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction! As always, I was given numerous options to inspire this weeks brief. Today I chose to go with the 2 photos included below and the following word prompt: “You’re not leaving, are you?”

I hope you enjoy & thank you for reading!

"It's All in the Tips #8"

I don’t
think she knows who or what she truly is. I still don’t know a hundred percent
myself, only a recognizable portion that’s currently calling out to a kindred spirit.
The portion of her that’s like me.
Now that I’m sensing a bit
more of her, I’m shocked no one else has pointed out to her how valuable her
rarity or existence is. To all that exist in the paranormal world she’s a
treasure, a queen. I had no idea of it up until her power started seeping,
flowing throughout the bar as she plays the piano. The emotions are being
filtered from me, through her and back with such intense lightness. I feel so
free and content.

Getting closer to her the way I am
at the moment brings even more welcome emotions to the front lines, mate, mine.
I wonder if this is the reason why I’m sensing her inner tenant, so to speak.
The fact that she’s calling to my beast, it’s screaming, clawing for its mate.
It started as soon as we got close to her while she was playing the tune. There
was nothing but an attraction, a desire prior to that. This is all so very
strange…
I never thought I’d have one,
ever. A mate is so rare for my kind, almost unheard of! And to find out right
this moment, that she’s just like me, but with…more. Makes it all the better. At
least I think it does.
I take a step away from her
after whispering in her ear that she can confide in me and I instantly feel the
loss of her presence and comfort. I’m not used to this. To having any of these
feelings. These are good feelings, positive feelings, feelings that have been
few and far between throughout my years.
In a rush I get the urge to
take her far away to a secluded island, where no one would find us, and keep
her under me until the end of time. Just the two of us until our time comes to
an end, which with true mates like my inner beast is claiming she is to me,
when one dies, the other quickly follows. But this is all ridiculous. I don’t
even know if she’d enjoy submitted to me, giving me complete control in the
bedroom. Domination her body, pleasing each and every single one of her nerve
ending until she screams my name and begs me to stop. I don’t even know if she
feelings anything as I do.
For all I know she might be the dominant type between
the sheets. I can imagine her taking control, riding me until I was drained
dry. Commanding me to eat her sweet pussy until she passed out from the
greatest of pleasure. I’d have no problem with that. None what-so-ever. But again,
all of these thoughts, feelings, emotions, all of it right now feel so…strange.

I need some space, some time. I need to think
before I can no longer ignore this pull I feel directing me toward her, Renee.
She’s definitely not fully aware of the paranormal world or what lurks right
around her. I don’t want to frighten her by telling her too much too soon. It’s
best I leave and gain my composure. I’ll come back another time while I have
control over my feelings for her and slowly reveal the paranormal world to her,
what I am and what I believe she is.
I take one more step backward,
then turn to head out the door. I didn’t realize she stopped playing until I
heard her say softly, “You’re not leaving, are you?”
Frozen in place. I was not
sure what to say to her. I don’t want to lie, no relationship, friendship or
otherwise, that you truly cherish should ever be based on a lie. The truth is
always best. Actually true mates could never lie to one another. It’s instinct
to tell the truth even if you think up a lie. But I can’t give her all of the
truth at the moment. Turning around to face her, I omit many of the things I need to tell her and speak the truth with some
trimming. “Yes ma’am.”
She’s not aware that I know
her name yet. We’ve not even been properly introduced yet. I don’t want to give
her any wrong ideas or anything.
“It’s pretty late and I have to
make my way home.”
I clear my throat, feeling
awkward, “It’s best I leave now.”
Her eyes flash with sadness
and she looks down at the floor. My feet move on their own accord and quickly I
find myself kneeling before her without realizing my movement. What the fuck?
One of my hands is on her knee
while the other tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, then glides down to her
chin lifting her face so I can look into her eyes. The shock that travels
through me as our eyes meet is indescribable…

Quotes

Awards

LEAR

About Me

A.R. is an animal lover who was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising, writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and reading. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book!She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion for a great story.